i wake up this morning and immediately felt that.... this is a day, the first day after 3 weeks that hes gone. and felt so unable to move on. the sun was alright. the day was shining. but in the room it was dark and dusty. it wasnt alive as how i thought of it. the 3 weeks.... everytime i came home after meeting him i would feel so happy, jovial, euphoric, everything that describes pure happiness. now? i walk into my room just to sleep. im scared im unable to recover. or worst, that im gonna face this kind of temporary high throughout my life